Everything that isn't from my time and placeJust fades awayAnd I know it's only my perceptionThat clouds the things I want to hear you sayAll the years of desperationI'm like a child without the sense to dreamAbout a life of foolish prideHow can I illustrateAnnihilate it nowThis is everything I amBut is it all you've ever grown to see insideLike a broken mirror for my prideAnd there's an emptiness I feelAnd there's a silence to my dreamsThese painful reveriesStill punctuate those tragedies I've seenNobody promised that I'd be downIt's like the savage side we've foundConventions we've agreed to followDefined by safe obscurityApplications balking at protestWe sequester and words divideWould I resign if I broke your silenceAnd trampled myself down insideAnd if I hold you in my dreamsHow will I recognize your faceAnd your silent discontentAnd will my heroes find me thereIn another time and placeWill I regret the time we spent?And all the symbols we've erasedOr the words we never traced